Kyou kara Ma no Tsuku Jiyuugyou! Vol 6 Chapter 7

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Hi!  A lot of stuff happens this chapter despite it being a bit short~  There isn't even a picture.  Actually, I noticed that since there are 11 chapters in this book while still being the same length as the other books, the chapters are about a page in Word shorter than in AshitaMa.

      My eyes are bloodshot from crying last night for the first time in a while and I want to rinse them out.  But washing my face with this water would be inviting an eye disease on myself.  Come on conjunctivitis with blepharitis.  I tried taking off my sunglasses to see if the color would change, but the dark green just turned mossy.

      “Uwah!”

      “A kappa!?”

      In the warm morning sunlight, he had swum over from the other side of the river that we couldn’t even see and, without getting permission from anyone, climbed up on deck.  Maybe the crew was used to this sort of thing because they don’t say anything to the soaking wet kid.

      “Greetings.”

      “I’m David from Copperfield’s.  I hope you’re enjoying your journey.”

      “What is?  Me swimming?  I’m used to it.  It’s my job, after all.”

      “I’m fine.  I’ll dry off.  Right away.  I’m used to it.  Do you need anything?  Cigars?  Soap?  I have everything… sheep food..? Well if a substitute is okay I can dig up something.”

      Flynn had been invited to breakfast by Commander Mountain Range and Murata had been fishing in the river since the morning.  After settling our stomachs with some snack food, T-Zou and I had absolutely nothing to do.  Even so, doing squats on the deck wasn’t very useful for relieving emotional fatigue.

      Thinking it might brighten my mood, I peek at David’s wares that he’s spread out.

      “Of course.  How about some Shimaron chestnuts?  They’re tough and delicious.” (2)

      “Uwah, ugh it’s bitter!  This tastes like seirogan!” (3)

      “Yes, of course.  This is Small Shimaron so that’s normal.  I don’t really have enough change, though.”

      David flashes me a friendly smile and unfastens his change purse from his waist.

      “You even go to the supplier by yourself?  That’s cool; I can’t believe it.  You’re still a kid.”

      The merchant waves a dismissive hand as he smiles.

      “Daaamn, you’re pretty good.  I wonder if I should just buy as much as that money can get me.  Give me that hairy thing too.”

      A flock of birds passes by overhead.  On the surface of the water, there is a cluster of bugs that looks like water striders gliding along.

      “I’m not from around here so I don’t know, but is it not normal for the skies to be cloudy this time of the year?”

      He adds his anxious thoughts about the room that Flynn’s having tea in.

      “Yeah, I hear that they’re transferring them to a cape near the mouth of the river up north.  They say it’s a prison like paradise, good for spending old age in.”

      David repeated that it was weird again.  I had had my own doubts about the story, but it wasn’t where we were headed so I hadn’t given it much thought.  Those guys might have a cruel fate and the jailers and officials lied to them to keep them from knowing.  If that’s true, then sadly I can’t do anything for Commander Mountain Range and everyone.

      He might become one of the people being transferred on this boat.

(1)    A kappa is a creature that lives in rivers and ponds.  This is pasted from my AshitaMa footnote about them: A kappa is a water monster.  The most popular version being a turtle creature with a little bowl-like spot on the top of their head that needs to stay filled with water or they lose all their power.  They’re said to do stuff ranging from little pranks to straight up drowning people in the river.

(3)    Seirogan are beechwood extract pills used to treat diarrhea.

      It’s already been half a day since he altered the advance party’s trajectory to head towards the Calorian border.  The fastest group had already landed in Small Shimaron.  Also, the two units who had quickly went around the Gilbit harbor town should have started gathering information in the autonomous region of Caloria.

      Next time, he’s going to call them to his office.  Gwendal decides this as he pushes open the door.

      “Ngaah!  That’s not fair Anissi-agh!”

      “What did I tell you to call me?”

      “That’s right.  Calling an older person by their first name on the very first day you meet them is just incredibly rude.”

      Lindsey squats down on the floor after being released and wipes away his tears with his hand.  Before he knew it, Gwendal was thinking to himself ‘that’s a good boy’ as he clenched his fist.

      As he was flooded with ridiculous uncle-like feelings, his eyes met with Okiku.

      “Gwen!  Did you find Yuuri!?”

      The doll spoke to Greta as she was about to fall into despair.  The moving parts of its chin and eyelids made clacking noises.

      “I know…”

      The large man with the almost transparent white skin (completely naked) is Snow Günter being controlled by the Wincott poison.  The soul has been taken out… but even so, he’s still alive… when he moves around in that condition, it’s a huge change compared to his super beauty from when he was properly alive.

      He was much lovelier when he was packed in with the snow.  Since he’s in the process of becoming a zombie, wishing he was lovely might be a bit awful.

      The Mad Magicalist, Lindsey von Wincott and Snow Günter – two people and one body – have spent half the day trying every single game imaginable.  The games Lindsey wanted to play were hide-and-seek, Poison Lady Tag, the Super Magic-Powered Yoyo, magical comics, and Mr. Pocket Monster Demon.  Anissina’s suggestions were Grudge Demon (the object of the game was the independence of the wife), smashing demon building blocks (the object of the game was the independence of the daughter), demon forest soccer, dancing for scary dead people spirits and so on.  The list is endless.

      The descendant of the Wincotts sits down hard on the floor and flung his arms and legs out and gazed at the ceiling.

      “What did you say?  Are you sure?”

      “Yeah.  I’m bored of Snow Günter.  I don’t need him anymore.  I’ll give him away.”

      “Wahohohohohohohoho!”

      “… Günter?” asked Greta timidly.

      “A great success,” Anissina gloats.

      However, the revived Lord Günter von Christ has been joyously reborn.  He’s gained new abilities and grown emotionally and has been upgraded to Real Günter.  He can no longer be compared to Previous Günter.  His current passion and attitude towards carrying out his duties make it as if he’s a completely different person.

      “Now ‘at I’m back, iz all righ’.  Leave ery’ing ‘o me.”

      “Righ’, less star’ wit the piled up wor- achoo!”

      “… These clothes are somewhat prickly.  But I only spent a little time naked… at this rate, His Majesty will come to hate me.  His Majesty likes me better when I wear clothes.”

      His speech patterns have completely returned to normal.  Lady von Karbelnikoff, knowing nothing of restraint or going easy, had reinserted his jaw bone.  Completely dressed, Lord von Christ returned to the headquarters of Blood Pledge Castle for the first time in ten days.  He starts spouting off little words of wonder.

      Or not.

      He’s horribly messing up the lyrics.

      “Someone’s coming!  They’re carrying something huge.”

      “What happened?”

      It was an Ubasuteyama with an uneasy conscience. (1)

      “Please excuse my rudeness.  He… this flying skeleton has passed its limits with its continued mind connection and has exhausted itself into immobility.”

      “Frankly, one of the members of the tribe… Um, I can’t really understand it well.  It said it received words from His Majesty.”

      “It seems so.”

      The soldier tilted his head to the side and turned his face to his back and the skeleton made a noise like air being let out.

      That’s a greeting, probably.  Lord von Voltaire sits at the desk he’s become accustomed to and waves his right hand for the soldier to continue his report.

      “Not the direct translation.  Please translate it liberally.”

      The Flying Skeleton Tribe is quite poetic.  All present in the room make this new discovery.

      “Get to the point!  Stop this prose.  Well, the prose is wonderful, but shorten it for now.”

      “They do like to be buried,” said Anissina after being silent the whole time.  She’s gazing greedily at the bones.  That’s dangerous.

      “It’s heading towards the prison at the cape.  It seems to be a prisoner transport.”

      Saying that he doesn’t know, the soldier falls silent.  Sometimes the behavior of King Yuuri was completely unpredictable.

      Not having any way of knowing what the sheep was really getting up to, Günter works himself into a panic.

      Gwendal had started planning on who to order where in his head.  Going himself would be the best, but he wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to leave the capitol to Günter.  Besides, the detention facility at the cape was closed two years ago.  If the prisoners aren’t being transported for imprisonment, then why are they being moved en masse?

      At any rate, if Wolfram could head that way…

      Two guards come carrying a man, half supported and half dragged.  At first, neither Gwendal nor Günter knew who it was.  The man was unable to lift his head, so he forces his words out while gazing at the floor.

      He desperately tries to lift his face.  His left eye is closed up with inflamed skin and there are negligently treated burns on his cheek and nose.  His grey hair and beard that had turned near-white is just barely covering half of his face.

      Calling his name for the first time in months, Greta runs towards the man.

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That's the end of this chapter.  Seriously, a lot of stuff got crammed in to this chapter.

Poor Yuuri!  He was totally crying over Conrad.  Although, I'm pretty sure it's because he's happy he's not dead so I guess saying 'Poor Yuuri' isn't warranted in this situation ^-^;;

Also, Günter actually cursed!  That's amazing in and of itself~

Oh, and David from Copperfield's XD  I love this series.

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